Ye Yuxi didn't speak, and what the old man answered was a Ben Lei Fist with lightning.

Wings waved, using Purple Shadow Flash one after another. The Ben Lei Fist originally needed to gather momentum and compress the spiritual power to achieve the maximum effect. With years of experience, Lao Lai made some improvements to Ye Yuxi's Ben Lei Fist, reducing the power, and Ye Yuxi can already do it instantly.

Click!

The bone stick in the gray-clothed old man's hand blocked Ye Yuxi's fist, the trembling bone stick and the old man's suddenly dilated pupils all showed the old man's astonishment.

"How is it possible! How could this woman be so powerful with a random punch!"

Ye Yuxi also had a preliminary grasp of the old man's strength after a fist test, and the fighting intent in his eyes became even more serious. Zi Yingshan used it one after another, displaying various fighting skills one by one.

The eyes of the gray-clothed old man were bloodshot, and the nearly two-meter-long bone stick in his hand had been used as a shield. It wasn't that the old man didn't want to use it, but... there was really no chance. Ye Yuxi's speed was too fast.

Ye Yuxi's attack is not only fast, but also has an extra white arm protruding from the shoulder, abdomen and other places.

The same half-step Huang Ling, Ye Yuxi beat the old man until he was powerless to fight back.

At first glance, it looks like Ye Yuxi is bullying a widowed old man.

The gray-clothed old man gritted his teeth and fought back. Just as he had this thought, Ye Yuxi's slap slapped him close again.

"Drink!" The gray-clothed old man yelled angrily, swung the bone club in his hand like crazy, and the power was extraordinary under the anger.

Ye Yuxi's eyes froze, and two purple shadows flashed back, looking excitedly at the old man more than ten meters away.

"Huh! Huh! You, you." The old man was panting heavily, his eyes were red, and he wanted to say a few harsh words, but when he came to his mouth, he realized that what he said was slapping himself in the face.

"Ah!" "Ah!"

There were two more screams, and the Poison Body Clone was one against five, with a hundred moves time, firmly gaining the upper hand.

The only remaining ninth-level spirit man flew to the gray-clothed old man with a terrified face, "Leader, let's retreat."

The grey-clothed old man's eyes became even more violent, and the corners of his mouth suddenly grinned: "Withdraw? This bitch killed seven brothers in the gang, just go back like this, where will I put my face!"

"Seven, seven?" The ninth-level spirit man was surprised, he was still alive, how could he be killed by the other party seven.

The old man in gray told him the answer with his actions.

Swish!

Spiritual power suddenly surged out from the gray-clothed old man's body, and he clasped the strong man's shoulder with one hand. The spiritual power sealed the strong man's cultivation, and the old man bit the strong man's neck.

"Uh... gang, gang leader... uh..." The strong man's cultivation base was sealed, and he couldn't use his strength. He could only let the blood in his body be sucked by the old man, and he grabbed Ye Yuxi weakly with his palms. is hopeless.

The poison body avatar at the side noticed that the strong man had gradually lost his vitality, and returned to Ye Yuxi's side.

Ye Yuxi's life was only to kill those strong men. At this time, the poison body clone completed the task and silently guarded Ye Yuxi's side.

The bloody ninth-rank man gradually turned into a mummy, his fingers twisted in pain, and he was very unwilling to grab the back of the gray-clothed old man.

Looking at this scene, Ye Yuxi's pupils contracted one after another. This is the cruelty of parting. If necessary, he can kill his subordinates and brothers mercilessly.

The old man in gray threw away the corpses of his subordinates, and looked at Ye Yuxi with a low growl: "Force me to use the secret technique, you must die today!"